happy 8 months fatty mcnatty!

so, you finally figured it out. you can crawl. and you can pull up. and yesterday you tried to reach for the coffee table from the couch (standing between them) so you will probably be thinking you are tough shit pretty soon and start walking.

oh my god.

you say bye bye - according to the teachers at school, and i think maybe i have heard you say it once time. you also can sign milk, though because you look as though you are always glow-stick dancing, i couldn't really tell at first. you also still think that babyhead is the funniest thing in the world and your favorite pastime is chewing on electrical cords. and crayons. and rocks. and stale special k cereal that you find beneath your big sisters chair.

you are still fat and happy. and what you don't know is that starting monday you will be much less happy because i am getting rid of your pacifier. sorry, kiddo. it's time.